Chapter One –Salazar Slytherin save me !

Fayanna Silver giggled and flipped her curly golden blonde hair over her shoulder, her green eyes with flakes of brown shinning. Her two best friends continued to tell her about they're summers as they stood on platform 9 and 3/4. Fayanna was perfect in all means of the word. She was beautiful with a face many would describe as angelic. From her long curly golden blonde hair to her innocent icy hazel eyes surrounded by long dark eyelashes, she had golden tan skin a tiny nose and pretty thin lips. She was smart, in fact most would call her brilliant, she was both magically gifted and academically so. Even though she was all these things

It was never enough. Not for her father, her half brother, or her stepmother and not for the magical world that loved to talk about the scandal that was Fayanna Adara Silver.

"Fay love" her very pregnant mother called to her. Fay looked up at her mum and smiled signaling that she would be over in a second; she turned back to her best friends "Emily Elizabeth let me go say bye to mum and Blaise I'll meet you one the train!" I exclaimed they both nodded before turning and starting toward the Hogwarts Express. "Ohhh and Fay ?" Elizabeth called out to me I turned back to her

"Yes love?" I murmured curiously

"Don't bring Blake with you" Elizabeth declared rolling her brown eyes in aggravation.

"No promises love" I chuckled.

Blake Zabini was my stepbrother and though we weren't related by blood we were very close. Needless to say Elizabeth and Blake didn't get along, but that was mostly to do with the fact they were both head over heels in love with each other, too bad they were so bloody stubborn and wouldn't admit it. You could cut the sexual tension with a bloody knife; and a dull one at that.

"Hey mum" I exclaimed smiling at my mother Esperanza Zabini (maiden name Silver) . Esperanza Zabini was a beautiful woman with golden brown hair and dark green eyes, we had the same tan skin tone and honey colored hair though mine had a more golden blonde tint to it then her golden brown.

"Voilà mon petit feu" My mum exclaimed in our first language of French as she lovingly cradling my face (There's my little fire).

"Comment vous sentez-mère? Comment est le bébé?" I responded in French placing a delicate hand on my mother's bloated stomach. (How are you feeling mother? How is the baby?) My mum was having twins, she was about six months pregnant.

"Nous sommes bien chérie, vous vous inquiétez trop. Vous devez être prudent ou vous gris prématurément; et vous êtes beaucoup trop jolie pour que mon petit spitfire." Mum chuckled shaking her head at my fretting. (We are fine darling, you worry too much. You must be careful or you will gray prematurely; and you're much too pretty for that my little spitfire.)

"Ugh I hate when you both start speaking all French-y, and now you have little Claribel using it" Blake exclaimed sighing dramatically with his hand on our half sister. Clari was 12 years old to mine and Blake's 16 years of age.

"Don't be such an idiot Blake, and stop making that face or it will get stuck like that" Claribel hissed rolling her dark brown eyes at her older brother. Yes our sister was just an angel. My mother chuckled at this in her child like way. Mum was more kid then adult even though I loved her more then anything she never exactly grew up from her 16-year-old self and there were many times I felt like I was raising not only myself but Blake and Belle too.

"Belle ne parle pas de votre frère comme ça! Vous êtes douze pas quinze, donc je ne veux pas vous entendre appeler quelqu'un un idiot, ne me comprenez-vous?" I reprimanded sternly (Belle don't speak to your brother like that! You are twelve not fifteen so I don't want to hear you calling anyone an idiot, do you understand me?)

"You always take his side Fay!" My sister whined

"I asked if you understood Claribel" I exclaimed sending her a look

"Yes sisyer" Clari mumbled

"Don't be so hard on her mon petard" mum exclaimed delicately ruffling Clari's hair

"If I don't who will ?" I snapped my brother placed a hand on my shoulder to calm me, as a look of hurt passed across my mothers face. The look quickly passed as my stepfather Blaise wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and a look of adoration and love fell upon my mother's pretty face. "bonjour lumière de ma vie." Blaise murmured (hello light of my life.) to my mum kissing her cheek sweetly and pretty much butchering the French language in the process, I cringed while mum swooned at his words. The loud laugh from my brother let me know I hadn't been too stealth about my opinion on the matter I shot Blake a hard glare to which he chuckled and sent me a wink. My glare stopped working on him when we were seven and he chopped off my Barbie's head. He was a terrible child.

"Sorry I'm late kids I had to finish up with a client" Blaise explained with a sad look.

Blaise was always "finishing up with a client" I.E. shagging his assistant mum just liked to live in make believe land all was swell as long as she got to go on trips and got fancy presents. I sent Blake a look that clearly said 'your dads a dirty lying dog'

He smirked 'you say dog I say legend' Blake idolized his dad, it was one of the reasons Elizabeth couldn't stand him. I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to my mum and Blaise. "It's fine Blaise but we really must be off its 9:53" I exclaimed placing a kiss on my mums cheek and sending Blaise friendly smile, Blake elbowed me in the ribs, my smile must have come off as a grimace again. Whoops.

Once we were on the train, Clari quickly walked off from us, she was obviously still upset that I had defended Blake. Blake chuckled at this "she so has your attitude"

I shot him a look " I do not have an attitude" I hissed walking into our compartment right as the train started to move and elbowing Blake roughly in the stomach "Whoops the trains sudden movement must have startled me" I exclaimed in a airy highly sarcastic tone as I sat lazily on the bench in between Emily and Elizabeth. They both chuckled as Blake tried to catch his breath. "Has my birthday come early this year" Elizabeth grinned highly amused by my brother's pain. Blake was finally able to sit down on the bench across from us as he shot me a glare I smiled delicately at him "Or maybe it's just my attitude" I shot out sweetly sending a wink his way. I couldn't hear his reply as Aidan Nott and Jackson Avery walked into our compartment. "Aid! Jax!" I greeted the handsome boys happily. They took in my brother's agitated appearance and my excitement and both sent me identical looks of what did you do now Fay Silver ? "Hello mon cheri" I sweetly said sending them an innocent look and a sweet smile they both rolled they're eyes at me in sync and said down on either side of my brother. Jackson and Aidan were my brother's best mates and made up the rest of our group I loved both boys as much as I loved Em and Eli and all of us grew up together, we've been best mates since we were 3. We all began chatting and talking about our summers until our compartment slid open once again all our eyes fell to the door as we didn't expect anyone else to join us.

"Hello Love" All it took was two words for all hell to break loose. Dear Salazar Slytherin save me.